Thursday, August 31, 2006

dilution factors

i just woke up from a deep sleep.

the weather today has been ridiculous. the mega-big storm in the morning flooded bishan very quickly. i was sharing my puny umbrella with two other people, and that's not very impressing, is it? the rain made my pants and shoes wet. and it was my first time observing horton overland flow, knowing that it is horton overland flow.

it was a hectic morning, from trying to dry everything to finish wrapping up the remaining presents. i think mr sze's and ms koo's presents were the nicest. beejuan drew a really cute doraemon for her art teacher. after that we went to the hall and the first thing we saw was mr tham dancing on stage. and it was not bad too. the council made a really funny video clip of how the super teachers save everyone. i particularly liked the spiderwoman and mr leong ones.

shanghui's physics teacher was carrying this cute boy who kept walking around and pointing everywhere, but no one could understand him. that's sad, isn't it? sonya made so many cupcakes, and they were so nice. peanut butter and banana. i managed to bring back five. on our way out, beejuan mega-slipped down the stairs and i think everyone has some sort of stairsphobia now.

beejuan, siuchu and jia en all went back to their secondary school. so i went next door too. i forgot one thing though, that you were from the same class as me. it was quite difficult to find the teachers amongst such big crowds. then i saw raywen, and tianmun, and zhehan, and adrian, and stuart, and jeremy, and many others. on impulse, i walked over to tianmun, but then i realised that you were there too. and so i didn't follow.

i found haojin and kaixiong, though. we went to find mrs chan, who teaches sec1s now. then mrs chan said that many teachers were not here today. ms grace and ms low were on course, and so was mrs ong =( i saw mrs kua, whom i told chemistry at jc was so difficult. she said she warned us before not to take chemistry. then mr tan came out. we admitted that we haven't touched chinese in a long time and he suggested blogging in mandarin.

then i saw you again. well, this time, neither of us ran away. but i hated the way you just treated me as glass. and a broken one too. boonping was busy with his friends, so i went back alone. honestly, i wanted to join your group to find the teachers. and honestly, i missed you after i left. but you've always made me cry, whether you cared or not.

i was walking in the light drizzle to the mrt, hoping that everything would wash away and fade into nothingness. i was feeling awful on the train home, and i can't believe in miracles anymore. i still love you.

there's still syo later. today's a cold, cold day. but it's ok, a deep sleep makes you forget everything.

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